Nanaizi didn''t pay much attention to the little friends'' temper. After a faint explanation and proposal, she closed her eyes and leaned back on the armchair to sleep. Today''s mood fluctuation is too intense. Extreme sadness and joy may hurt her body. Now she has some physical and mental fatigue, so she doesn''t pay attention to the people, As soon as his eyes closed, he took a nap.

    The atmosphere in the 18th comic book department is now quite embarrassing and cold. People who don''t know this situation may think that they have just had a tear and force war. In fact, they don''t. They only make such a situation under the mood fluctuation for a work.

    "Well, Jiang MI, don''t cry." Cheng Yao squatted down and comforted Jiang Mi who was in great pain. "After all, this is just a virtual work. The events and characters in it are fictional and don''t exist, so Jiang MI, don''t be so sad. In reality, things like sister Jiezi won''t happen."

    Cheng Yao took it for granted. As the saying goes, art comes from life, and any artistic creation comes from life. Maybe some works exaggerate what happened, but there are also tragic things that the original author can''t bear. The original author can only modify the events before they can be integrated into his works.

    For example, in his previous life, nanizi saw a picture of a child with an enlarged head, extremely thin body, a palm only one-fifth the size of an ordinary person, a really thin arm like a branch, and even a head bigger than his body!

    The content of that photo is about an African child who is about to die of poverty, hunger and disease. Next to him, there is a scavenging vulture almost twice the size of the child looking at him, waiting... Waiting for the child to die and have a good meal!

    Nanaizi didn''t know what kind of thought the cameraman wanted to express, nor did he know the child''s story, because the cameraman didn''t have any explanation, maybe the cameraman couldn''t describe the tragedy in words... Then the cameraman committed suicide because he couldn''t bear the impact of that tragic situation.

    Therefore, do not underestimate the virulence of human nature. Sometimes, the tragic things in reality are far more cruel and miserable than the scenes depicted in works and films!

    Cheng Yao gently patted Jiang MI on the back and comforted her for nearly ten minutes. Jiang Mi gradually stopped crying, "Cheng Yao, thank you. I''m much better now."

    "So, it''s just a fictional work. Don''t take it seriously..."

    "No!" Jiang Mi retorted, "in my eyes, this is true! Because the airport bombing really happened, and didn''t nanaizi say it before? She heard this story from her father and built this firefly tomb with the help of the original story framework.

    Therefore, even if the brother in the firefly''s tomb is not called Chengtian, the sister is not called Jiezi, and there is no beautiful firefly, however, someone has really encountered such suffering... When I used to watch the whole disaster documentary in the macro sense, although I would be sad for it, I can only break the real suffering bit by bit in front of you , you can really feel the suffering brought by the disaster as if you were on the spot. Maybe there are no Chengtian and Jiezi in the world, but the despair and pain experienced by those suffering because of the war must be the same as them! "

    Jiang Mi wiped his tears, stood up and said, "let''s go on. As nanaizi said, we should finish reading the whole work. Only by understanding something from the suffering and death of Chengtian and Jiezi, can we comfort their suffering souls."

    So the movie continued.

    In the small rattan coffin, Jiezi lay quietly, her face was peaceful, just like falling asleep. The day Jiezi died was a night full of fireflies. She smiled and looked for the happy life that can only be lived in a dream in the most beautiful scenery.

    Sleep, Jiezi. You won''t be in pain. This is your favorite doll. Let it accompany you.

    "My brother will protect you, and my brother will always protect you..." the young man said, without any expression on his face, slowly put the things Jiezi loved in his life into the small rattan coffin, Jiezi''s Pink hairpin, Jiezi''s doll

    A young man with a numb face slid the match and lit the rattan coffin. The fire shone on his face. He looked at it quietly, because his feelings were numb now and his tears had dried up. He wanted to cry, but he couldn''t cry anymore. His relatives passed away. His sadness and tears had long been squandered without any residue.

    Until his sister''s figure completely disappeared in the fire, Chengtian felt endless sadness. What he was sad about was that he couldn''t feel sadness. The war made the boy suffer, and even turned him into a walking corpse. His soul and emotion had already died on the night of Jiezi''s death. What was alive was just a body.

    When the war was over, new people moved to the lake, and everything returned to its former tranquility. No one knew that there were two innocent children living here by the lake.

    Under the stone pillar in front of the station, the boy sat quietly, vaguely, as if he heard the insects singing on the river bank and the tinkling water at night

    In a trance, he seemed to see something. Ah, Jiezi wrapped in a headscarf jumped into the quiet darkness with her candy box. The firefly floated in the night sky. The firefly green light was bright, flashing, bright, flashing. The boy couldn''t help thinking, Jiezi, did you become a firefly? Shining in the dark?

    Young Chengtian is also dead

    The flying fireflies, the sugar jar that they hope will never eat up, the watermelon that they share last, the crumpled photos of their father in their clothes pocket, all life can give them is this.

    Looking at the brightly lit City, brother and sister slept peacefully. The sugar jar will never be empty at the moment, accompanied by the sound of eternal candy.

    An ordinary teenager, he just wants to feed his sister and chase that beautiful Firefly with his sister!! But the result is - in that era of war, the only way to realize his wish is... Death!

    Only in endless sleep can this seemingly insignificant dream of modern people be realized... In the way of dream!

    The dead Chengtian finally saw his sister Jiezi again. In the glow of fireflies, Chengtian saw his sister''s figure

    On September 21st, I died.

    But from now on, I will live forever.

    Jiezi, we will never separate!

    Brother and sister can finally reunite again. This time, it''s an eternal reunion!

    I saw the fireflies flying all over the sky, the flickering lights. How beautiful, Jiezi. Now we can finally chase the fireflies flying all over the sky without worry. No one can disturb us again!

    Goodbye to the firefly, goodbye to the beauty flying all over the sky. The boy and his sister sleep in this warm fluorescent light, in this firefly cemetery, forever, happily and peacefully.

    There are no unrecognized corpses of their mother, no news of the death of their father, no homes razed to the ground, nor the eyes of their relatives... No one can disturb them, no one can disturb their peace, because this is their life! Peace in exchange for death!

    Although they knew it was a tragedy from the beginning, and although they had adequate psychological preparation, when the tragedy finally came to an end, tears could not be restrained from overflowing their eyes until they burst into tears!

    Tears fell on the painting and wet the picture. On the title page, the numb Chengtian was also wet by the tears of Jiang MI and others, and fell down Chengtian''s cheeks... Thank you, I can''t cry anymore. Thank you, let me cry for my story again.

    All day long, there was no voice from the 18 comic books department.

    The next day, all the members of the 18 comic books Department asked for leave. They didn''t come to class, nor did they go to the club activity room for club activities. They either sat in the shade of the tree without expression, didn''t know why they would cry, or specially came to the rumored beautiful snack restaurant and ordered a lot of things, but they didn''t have any appetite at last

    For three days in a row, no one has seen any member of the 18th comic book department show a smiling face, nor heard what they said. Even if others are worried about asking, they just hum, ah, casually perfunctory. Finally, this matter even spread to the parents of the members of the 18th comic book department!

    Jiangmi''s father and nanaizi''s father are coming, and Cui Ye''s father is also coming. I heard that Nanxi and Cheng Yao''s father and mother are on their way to the magic capital... I don''t know it''s the immoral goods that spread about. It''s said that all the members of the 18th comic book department are suffering from severe depression because they played the recently popular "pen Fairy" game together and were entangled by ghosts.

    Please, although I know that college girls love to talk about the top ten incredible things on campus in private, but you obviously don''t know anything, but it''s really good to talk like this?!

    I''m the only one entangled by the ghost (ghost nanaizi). Can I listen to the cat nanaizi alone?! What are you talking about! If everyone in the world carries a ghost plug-in, I can''t mix it up! I''m the protagonist! Only one person can have the treatment of the protagonist! Are you guys trying to rebel?!